JOURNEY FULL OF WORRIESrailway tracks like steel noodlesdash through twilight of habitsfall down into failure welldreams- compartments allot places leaving sluggish passengers with question ‘can I sit here’?

from darkness reached out voice of miserable rhapsodyputs together luggage and vague dozing off in a state of readinesstravelers would like to earn an empty seat wipe off detailscover up with grey scarf suffocate with it

A DANCERshe collided with realityhead – onarcheology of sadness with bruisesbubble of blissful ignorance burstfermented tomato juiceas from heavenobscene words fallen downhitting its innocent construction with avalanche of insults
chapter where enveloped in violence moments
electrifyshe looks from under curtain of lashes tears off dead skin from the patches which cannot be repairedprosthesis does not hurt as much as implies

BUSY PEOPLEin their notesbolded and underlined datescircle like birds trying to find nesttriumphantly landingin a rhythm of breathstiredfirstly dusk wraps up with black wingsso dark night could spread them overabsentmindedness full of scabshostages of their own visionslose battles without fightcreate next spheres of privacysilently given bread slicetakes back energythey run from average to no entityloose monopolyfor glass of breath

REBEL AGAINST ONESELFperson trappedin tremblingenormous engineone day triggeredchain reactiona powder kegof unresolved issuesexploded could not see it coming do eviland do nothingis just as bad generation producedanother balladto give up on laterused for tv commercial backgroundyearns glorious madness person declared no deviceto control lottery ticketsin a bowl calledneed to do what worry most

EQUIVALENT OF LOST POSITIONalmost acceptleft hand sided life unintentionallyrubbed wrong eyewith alarm clock ringingironed shirtsnot for same manchosen wisely a tripto the end of sorrowlifted from streetbunch of freesiawill bloom with mein vase without sidesthrough cracksminutes drippass by as fast as sneeze nearly under controlleft sidedtobacco absorbed breathesundressingtalking backwardsputting to sleep great desiresthat would not dream to own